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Nice to meet you, Mr. Mikaelson.

[Yeah, she doesn't believe that for a second. But she will take that to the cops and process him out the rest of the way, until they're back on the street and she's steering him in the direction of the best milkshake in town.]

So. What can you tell me about these nests?

[ when they're out, he moves briskly, eyes snapping in response to each errant twig snap in the ambient surroundings. Getting released is the easy part. ]

I can tell you there's one in the basement of that police department.

[She stops on her heels and turns to face him, eyes narrowing as she parses that statement. True, there's been a lot of things in the Star City Police Department basement over the years, but given what Constantine was talking about, this doesn't seem good for the hard working members of the SCPD.]

A nest of what exactly?

[ he raises his eyebrows ]

I hope it's not too late to ask if you believe in vampires.

[Of the options that Constantine had given her, she was really, really hoping it wasn't going to be vampires. But unfortunately for Laurel, she never really gets what she wants.]

John Constantine and I have been through a lot together. If he tells me something's real, I generally believe him. Even if I really wish I didn't sometimes.

[And she makes a face.]

You don't have to get involved. In fact, you shouldn't be getting involved.

[He switches his bag from one shoulder to the other.]

But if you plan to keep up with this, you're going to need protection.

This is happening in my city. I would probably wind up getting involved whether I crossed paths with you or not - but I'd much rather be prepared than go in blind.

[They haven't even gotten into her vigilante after hours extra curriculars.

She pauses long enough so that they can get into the diner and place their orders - milkshake and fries for Laurel, whatever Jeremy wants for Jeremy.]

Tell me what I need to know.

It's happening in most cities. Most non-cities, too. Don't take it personally.

[After ordering a hard drink on the rocks better suited for someone thirty years older than him, he'll pull a small box from his bag and flips it open, squinting at the contents.]

But if you want to know what's happening, you start by not trusting people the way you used to.

[He hands her a thin necklace.]

Put it on, leave it under your shirt. Don't let anyone take it off of you for any reason. Okay?

[Laurel frowns, and takes it from him, putting it on as she was told, before glancing down at it.]

What is it?

Something to help keep vampires from controlling your mind, assuming it hasn't already happened. But it'll be a way to make sure you're clean going forward.

[And it's only then that he'll drop a real name.]

I'm Jeremy, by the way.

[Mind control. Duly noted. She should ... probably get some of these for the members of Team Arrow.]

Laurel. Nice to meet you, Jeremy.

[And she means that.]

So what is it about this necklace that makes it mind control proof? Is it a spell, or something in the components?

I treated it with vervain. It's toxic to vampires, gets in the way of what they need to do to compel you. It's safer to get into the habit of eating or drinking it so it can't be taken off of you, but it's not like you can just grab a box of it out of a seven eleven on the way home tonight.

[Knowing Oliver Queen, he probably already takes vervain in his coffee and declined to share with the rest of them, but Laurel doesn't know that now, so she just makes a note to share later.]

What else can you tell me about them?

I can tell you that you probably don't want to get sucked into the rest of it. There's more to it than just strolling in and beating up some monsters.

I didn't think there wasn't. Things like this are usually a lot more complicated than they appear to be. That doesn't mean I'm not going to help.

You want to talk complicated? Two of the cops that brought me in were vampires. One of them had a human partner, I guess. Panicked and called for backup before I could finish my job. You still sure you want to get involved? It's going to get ugly and stay ugly.

I'm not afraid of ugly.

[But she also knows this isn't all about her and what she can tell him she can do. It's also about how much Jeremy trusts her that she's not just feeding him a load of crap in order to keep herself in the mix. She glances at her watch, before tapping her fingers against the table and going to rustle in her bag.]

Tell you what. I have to get to another meeting. Do your due diligence on me, Google me, whatever you need to make you feel good about me coming along.

[She places her business card down on the table and slides it to him.]

You decide you want my help, call me. But even if you don't -- get someone to help you. It seems like you're already outnumbered at least two to one. It doesn't sound like something you should be doing alone.

I've got friends.

[Not enough of them. Not that he'll admit that part. He needs things that are harder to come by with the rate people have been dying lately. He'll take that card.]

But if you happen to know a werewolf, it'd be good to have one around right now.

[She considers, before tipping her head to the side.]

I don't. But I might know someone who does?

[She's going to have to call John Constantine and hope he's not completely out of Waverider range.]

A werewolf bite is lethal to vampires. That makes them the monsters that the monsters are afraid of.

[She can try all she wants to offer help, but he'll keep trying to nudge her toward safety.]

But do you wanna talk about why a local attorney is completely comfortable with the idea of running at midnight to stake some crooked vampire cops?

[She shrugs.]

Not all local attorneys are completely oblivious to the ways of the world. And this is my city. If someone's causing harm in it, I want to stop it.

[ he'll nod in concession then, and take a sip of his drink. Cheers to that. ]

Can't say I blame you. It's kind of how I got involved in it in the first place. Someone's gotta help the people who can't help themselves.

Especially when the world happens to be skewed against him.

[Which is what she's starting to think, given the presence that the supernatural has taken in her life as of late. They seem to point out how increasingly fragile the human race really is.]

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/crawls back here months late

/pretend this isn't almost a week later

I will if you will

always <3

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